"Pumpkin?" Jenny asked, wrinkling her nose.
There was a pumpkin sitting on the table. Well, not quite sitting on the table, but more weighing it down. The poor piece of furniture buckled under the weight of the giant vegetable and it looked as though the wood would crack at any moment and send the pumpkin tumbling to the floor -- through the floor. Would home insurance pay out for repairs due to damage by giant vegetable? Or was it a fruit? It had seeds so it was probably a fruit just like a tomato.
Why was she letting her mind run all over the place? She shook her head then glared at Joey.
"Why the heck is there a pumpkin on the table?"
Joey grabbed a large knife and flipped it from hand to hand.
"You said that you love pumpkin! So I got us a giant one. We can make some soup. With a side of roasted pumpkin seeds like my aunty used to make. Oh, oh! And a few bowls of chunky pumpkin piiiieee," he sang.
"I said that I loathe pumpkin. It's disgusting. We made pumpkin soup in Home Ec. once..." her voice trailed off and she narrowed her eyes as Joey began his pumpkin onslaught. "Hold on a moment. It was you. You were the kid who downed it all in a single gulp and projectile-vomited it across the quad. I've never liked pumpkin since, you jerk."
Joey cackled, already elbow deep in the gross vegetable-fruit with pumpkin-guts flying every which way as he dove deeper into its orange bowels.
"Joey."
He ignored her and burrowed deeper into the great pumpkin, then, with all innards cleared from the thing, he popped it atop his head.
"Look, Jenny -- I'm an R. L. Stine character come to life!"
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